I can see a future from down here
I can see a future from down here
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Let me guess, you want them
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Will you still call me after?
Hit that fucking high pitch note
You had my food, now you have me
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You can't and will not escape
Your holes want it
Special treatment for special privileges
Let the pussy feel neglected
I want performance, not excuses
So you never had real pussy before?
Husband couldn't fill that hole